Lost Beyond Jupiter

I don't know how long its been.

Hours? Months? Maybe decades?

I don't feel any older, but in space, you never do. We left earth what seemed like days ago. I suppose it might have been. Still, I'll never know.

The air is thinning and I know before long, I'll open the hatch and fly into the abyss. I'd rather go quick then die slowly. The other ship is gone. I'd never seen it before.

Never will again.

If you are reading this message. There is a life outside of ours. It is intelligent. It is real.

It is deadly.